2014年秋天的一个下午,河南郑州边检站站长办公室,阳光照在黑皮沙发上,房间里弥漫着难以言说的规整或日呆板气息。戎装于兆松,从大办公桌前站起,走一步至茶几前,拉把椅子坐下,转了半个圈,点燃一支烟,轻吸一口,人,放松一半。笑言:“可惜没法放个茶台。”从办公桌到茶几前,一步之遥,从严谨的职业军人到崇尚性灵的画家,他的身份瞬间转换。 One afternoon in the fall of 2014, the head office of Zhengzhou border inspection station in Henan Province, the sun shone on the black sofa, the room filled with unspeakable regulation or day dull atmosphere. Rongzhao in Zhaosong stood up from the big desk, walked one step to the coffee table, pull the chair to sit down, turn half a circle, lit a cigarette, gently sucked, people, half relaxed. A joke: “Unfortunately, I can not put a tea table.” "From the desk to the coffee table, one step away from the rigorous professional soldiers who advocate the spirit of the artist, his identity instantly conversion.